the ickies

10 months

Our Thursday began so beautifully….

Cold and flu season is in full swing and the girls have gotten hit pretty badly.

Last month, Logan dealt with insanely high fevers, a rash, and made a pit stop in the ER.
Since day 2 of this month, they both have had runny noses, coughs, and congestion. Except this little cutie started wheezing a couple of days ago and it only got worse. Lots of labored breathing, lots of abdominal work to breathe….. while still being as active as ever!

So we took a trip to the ER…..The faces she makes are priceless. 

She had a breathing treatment (that didn’t work) so we were admitted & homegirl has a nasal cannula, Pulse – ox connected to her little piggie, & an IV in her hand. I feel like I’m back in the NICU. Same constant beeping sounds, lots of cords, & lots of check ins & medical talk.

The nurses and doctors have to wear blue covers and gloves when they come in just to protect themselves and the other children on the floor….. well, she’s terrified of them. After having her forearm prodded for 10 minutes in search of a good vein (that wasn’t super thin due to dehydration) even with an ultrasound machine, the every 4 hour vitals checks, constant suctioning/IV flushing, & listenings to her breathing by the endless flow of doctor’s and nurses…… I don’t blame her.

Rhy would not allow me to put her down, so we snuggled & napped half the day away. 

I was initially concerned about getting sick sharing slobbery kisses and snuggles with my germ infested heart throbs, but I realized that I hadn’t sniffled once even since school began…. Which generally isn’t the norm for me. I’m usually sick at least once a year.  I’m totally contributing my boosted immune system to the Plexus X-Factor vitamin I take everyday. I haven’t had one sick day (for myself at least) yet and for us to be entering the second week of November with babies, I’d say that’s pretty stinking good.


This ER visit has caused me to remember, yet again, how blessed my daughters are. How blessed I am. We met a family who had twins but only one was in the ER. My girls were born at 34 weeks, this set of twins was born at 35. If you had to bank on who would fare better – most bets would be on the 35 weekers.  Logically and scientifically speaking…. they should be doing better than my girls are. My girls spent 13 & 14 days in the NICU, the set of twins spent 23 days and 3 months in the neonatal ICU. My girls were noticeably larger and these boys had major developmental delays and one had a congenital heart disease and an infection in his blood.

It’s easy to count ourselves out or to be hopeless when we look around at our situation based on what is on paper, on our history, logic, science, and others’ experiences. While there are so many reasons to be grateful in any situation, there are times we have to be much more intentional to see blessings or favor when we find ourselves at the more difficult end of the spectrum of life. We forget how great & sufficient God’s grace is; life is going to be hard, at times we’ll look around and think that we never thought we’d have to deal with some of the things that we have. But, we always get through and sometimes shocked at how.

Hope and faith alone strengthen us and get us through hard situations. Gratitude, grace, and mercy keep us in a posture of thankfulness and  humility. Our perspective about our circumstances change when we really lean into God and make him our focus. We see his hands in everything, we see how he’s changing us and helping us through whatever process he has us in. We’re able to endure willfully and with joy. We seek him out for comfort, we worship and praise him just for loving us and being who he is instead of constantly complaining, shouting in anger, and crying out “Why me?!” Will we ever get to the point where we enjoy the breaking and molding process, not sure. But, I do know that we learn to appreciate and respect it.

Reminds me of NICU…. except larger beds and toys.

One thing that took me a minute to realize [and laugh at myself about] is that we are at a children’s hospital. While I was asking for toys & books to be brought up to the hospital, the nurse let me know that they had plenty! They even have Gerber baby food & the cutest kid’s menu!!! And, when she said they had OnDemand and that it was free (!!!) – I just knew I’d be able to catch up on a movie or two that I hadn’t seen in ten months…. what she didn’t tell me is that it was OnDemand Kiddie Edition. McFarland, USA was as unkind friendly/family oriented as it got.


When in Rome, right??


9th months down

I literally cannot believe it’s been nine months since these girls entered the world. They are such joys and I am so grateful to have the opportunity to mother them. Your children really are mini-catalysts to you becoming who God meant for you to be. They position you to be molded and shaped in a way that no other role can accomplish. My constant prayer is for wisdom and that I interact with them in such a way that they have a standard of how they should treat themselves and allow others to treat them as well.

dinner stareRaising another human being is heavy. The effort and energy it takes every single day is unimaginable. Not only to make sure they are fed, bathed, etc…… but, responding well. My real goal is that I raise girls who love & enjoy themselves, Jesus, each other, me, their dad, and others. Really that’s my goal. I feel that if they can do that – they will be kind, giving, compassionate, assertive, forgiving kind of people who know their standards, limits, and boundaries. Small steps, big goals.

Over the past month the girls have accomplished quite a bit:

Both girls have stood alone.

Both are eating stage 3 and some table food.
(Hello, table side guacamole & avocado rolls!!)

Both girls love playing in the mirror together.

Both girls are fantastic eaters.

Both girls are still sleeping through the night.

Both are babbling up a storm… seems like they’re starting to chit chat with each other!

Both still only have 2 teeth!

They love to explore together and independently.
They love following each other and joining the other at the mirror or at whatever toy they’re playing with.

We’ve seen a lot of growth… A lot of change.

We’ve grown out of the baby tub, so we are now taking baths in the bathtub. But, we found the most clever idea on the wonderful Instagram. Laundry basket baths!! So fun!! They are taking baths together for the first time in life which is so fun for them! They played with their little bath toys and had a great time splashing each other. Laundry basket baths are nice because they are so much safer. They can’t fall over from playing and losing their balance and they don’t have to go after toys. Definitely a win in my book.

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And, their baby bath soap, California Baby…. Amazing. My friend gifted this to us during our weekend visit and it is nothing short of amazing. It is truly calming, smells fantastic, and is all natural…. So, chalk up another win in the bath department. I’m so grateful for the introduction. I plan on stocking up on the entire line! This specific soap is a soother …. after a warm bath with this soap, lotion, a bit of lavender oil, and snuggles – they’re OUT. And, sleep so well! It’s definitely worth the buy!baby bath

I’m planning on starting them on ProBio5, the all-natural Plexus probiotic, upon doctor’s approval. So, I’m really excited about that!! Gut health is so important and if I can give them going in the right direction now, it may prevent allergies, food intolerances, skin inflammations, auto-immune diseases, and a plethora of other things. Plexus’ probiotic has been a game changer for me, there’s no way I wouldn’t give the girls the same opportunity for a healthy body, as well!

mama daughtersMy most favorite role I’ve been given yet.
Thankful everyday for these girls.




hammock2That’s a real thing, by the way. Mom-xausted. It’s exhausted on a whole new level. And, it’s real.
It’s an adjective.
It’s getting things done with no real understanding of how you’re being efficient and effective.. but somehow you are.
It’s due to taking care of everyone else. It’s because everything really isn’t ever done.
It’s wrangling a kid or two or five or feeling like you’re chasing chickens after a long day of working & doing.

It’s what makes us mamas so amazing. So necessary. So beautiful. So hard.
But, so stinking fun!!

The girls went to their first “age appropriate” birthday party this past weekend and had a blast. They have friends who are twins and we helped them celebrate their 1st birthday!! Cutest theme ever – a play date! All of the kids had so much fun!!


Dami did an amazing job planning the most relaxing and fun event that everyone (kids specifically) were able to enjoy!! There were food trucks, Sno-cones, a s’more making station, arts and crafts, a quiet room for napping/feeding (which we took advantage of) and just lots of hanging. It was perfect! Toys were everywhere to complete the “play date” theme! Logan and Rhyann loved the “ball pit” – totally creating one of these at home. 

School has been in for 2 full weeks now and I’m adjusting to so much…. between the girls’ new sitter, a busier and earlier morning routine, to working a full, insanely busy day, after school meetings/conferences/practices/games – I’m whooped by 6p. Our after work festivities are basically cut short. It’s tough to even have the energy or drive to go anywhere because I’m so tired and then the girls are ready to for dinner by about 6p. So, I have to literally mentally prepare myself and prep for the girls ahead of time. And, spur of the moment after work dinners or errands are a thing of the past. So, needless to say, I haven’t been to Target in a while.hammock

I have to admit, I adore picking them up from the sitter every afternoon. They’re so excited and literally attached to me when we make it home. There’s lots of time spent cuddling and kissing and hugging and lap sitting on the floor before we get ready for dinner. I’m thankful that they’re such easy babies. They play before wanting dinner about 6, will play some more before we get ready for baths and our last bottle. They’re generally down before 9p. And, while they’re great sleepers and will generally sleep through the night, they still have nights where they’ll cry out or lose their paci’s but they’re back to sleep within minutes. I’m proud of the fact that I have a great night time routine down that’s easily managed by myself, I’m mom-xausted but feel so….. capable. I’m thankful. When Thomas comes in, he’s on night time duty and tends to them if they ever wake up. I never hear them so that’s nice! lol. But, you know the funniest things? If we’re party of 3-ing it up, I can hear their every breathe in my sleep, I guess it’s knowing that back up’s available that makes is easier to rest well. (read: become dead to the world)shared paciI’m loving watching them grow and develop their relationship. (Can I say that anymore than I already have?) Last night before bath (hello dinner all over the place), this happened – Logan swiped Rhyann’s paci. And, of course she cried. lol. They also “followed”each other around our bedroom and bathroom. It was really sweet. I love it. I love it. I pray over their relationship so tough; wanting them to truly be the best of friends and always having each other’s back and each other’s biggest cheerleaders.

This mothering gig isn’t easy but it’s definitely worth it. Every exhausted ounce of it. These girls are worth all of the hard work, the dedication, the long nights, early mornings, hard moments that mature our faith & person. Providing for them in every way is motivation enough. Beyond material things, I want to be able to provide them with wisdom, insight, strength, a Godly perspective, a model of faithfulness and dependance on God…… an example.

… hope you mamas are enjoying the seasons you’re in and fighting the urge to wish your babes older. The next stage or two ahead always seems easier or better or a lot more fun in some way or another, right??? (especially with twins) … But, I can’t help but want them to stay this little for a bit. Mainly because wrangling two walking one year olds seems like havoc, and I won’t lie and say I can’t wait for them to grow up a little bit (I can hardly wait to hear their thoughts!) but at the sometime… can’t quite say that I want this phase to pass too quickly. I love where they are and look forward to watching them grow in due time!